Written during a WildWood Art Date
My Blood is Ara’s Divine spark
It leads from my veins to my thorny heart
My Breath is Grandfather calling me home
Pulling that from without to be in my bones
My Eye is Weaver’s knowing gaze
Bringing perception through the haze
My Heart is Our Lady’s loving hands
Shaping my Art, fearsome and grand
My Being is our Prince’s dancing heartbeat
Moving from my hands and through my feet
All together I am me
The best myself that I can be
I move in this world
And through the next
I’m a WildWood Witch and
I am blessed.
© AM (Xander Hunter) July 2022
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